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Morticia wandered the halls of Nevermore bored out of her mind. Her dark hair swishing behind her with each sway of her hips as she walked around with no real direction.
She wished Larissa wouldn’t work so hard, but that’s what comes with being married to a woman who’s also married to her work. Of course Tish knew that, but it didn’t make waiting any less agonizing.
Dark manicured hands trailed along the stone railing on the upper balcony of the quad, pausing for a moment as Tish leaned up to look at the moon. It was full tonight, only a handful of clouds danced across the sky with a slight warm breeze in the air, a perfect night for moon bathing.
Sighing wistfully as she imagined taking Larissa out to the lake, lounging by the shore in their bathing suits as they soaked up moonbeams. She missed her wife terribly, and couldn’t help but curse the mountain of work she knew was on the blondes desk.
Continuing her nighttime stroll, not really paying any attention to where she had been going, Morticia found herself once again at the large oak doors of Rissa’s office. No doubt if she went in to strike a conversation about the moon bathing idea she’d receive a stern look and a minor scolding before being shooed away. After all…thats what had led to her wandering around in the first place.
A smirk crossed her dark red lips as she recalled the look the principal had given her. It was sharp and commanding, similar to looks she had given her in their bedroom, but this had something other than lust backing it. Somehow it made her gaze even more tantalizing.
What if she…
Morticia lifted a hand to open the door before hesitating, there was no telling exactly how her love would react, after all she had been ushered away once. But wasn’t that the fun part?
Teasing Larissa had always been a favorite past time of the raven haired woman. To say she loved it was an understatement. Winding up Rissa to the point of madness and then watching her shatter had always yielded an intense passion that otherwise stayed fairly reserved.
Her mind made up, Morticia pushed open the ornately carved door, walking into the warmly lit room. Larissa’s eyes flicked up to her briefly before settling back on the screen of her laptop, the frantic sounds of her typing echoing throughout the room.
“Darling, didn’t I say I needed to finish these emails to the board of directors?” Larissa said without looking at Tish, her brow furrowed in frustration.
Morticia clasped her hands in front of her, sauntering towards the large desk that the blonde sat behind. Making sure to add an extra sway to her hips as she did so. “Oh, you did. I just wanted to see how it was coming along is all.”
Stopping in front of the desk, she looked down at Larissa as innocently as possible, batting her lashes. The latter sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, the strain of staring at the screen starting to show.
“It’s…coming. Tish please can we not do this right now, I need to have this email sent out before midnight.”
Morticia smirked, knowing that statement was a lie. Her wife was a by-the-books perfectionist, the email probably had at minimum a week before it truly needed to be sent.
“But it’s such a beautiful night love, wouldn’t you rather spend it with me instead of this boring old email?”
“Of course I would but-“
“Then come on, put it away and let’s go have some fun.”
Larissas frustration grew, Tish knew how she hated being interrupted. A smirk crossed her dark lips as she leaned in closer, a delicate hand reaching for the screen of the laptop.
“Morticia don’t-“
“Don’t what, darling? I’m not doing anything” she said in a teasing tone.
The smirk grew to a devilish grin as she made contact with the device, Rissa’s eyes narrowed, her face hardening into a suppressed fury. Morticia was poking the bear and she knew just how to push all of her wife’s buttons. Larissa was close to breaking, the look in her eyes gave it away.
Just as she started to close the laptop, Larissa leaned out of her chair, snatching Morticia’s hand and gently but firmly pushing it away. Placing her hands atop the desk she prowled forward like a lioness slowly stalking her prey. Stopping only when she was face to face with Tish.
The hand she had used to push hers away came up to clasp her chin, not hard but just firm enough to ensure she had the raven haired woman’s attention. Morticia’s breath hitched, Larissa was close enough that if she just leaned in ever so slightly their lips would brush together.
“I. Said. Don’t.”
“Or what love?” Morticia teased, unable to help the breathless giggle that escaped her. “What would you possibly do to little old me?”
Morticia pouted, giving Rissa her sweetest puppy dog eyes, her plump bottom lip jutting out slightly, begging to be kissed. The statuesque woman’s gaze flicked down, glancing at Tish’s mouth before leaning in. Heat pooled at the bottom of her stomach as she closed her eyes in anticipation. But the kiss didnt happen, instead Larissa tilted Morticia’s head slightly, her red painted lips brushing against Morticia’s earlobe as she whispered.
“Nothing.”
Much to her disappointment, Larissa pulled back, releasing her hold on Morticia’s jaw as she sat herself in the desk chair once more and turned her attention back to the email. Tish was flushed, her breathing slightly heavy as she realized her wife had turned the tables back on her.
“Well played.” Morticia said, a grin breaking out across her face.
The blonde smirked, “you’re not the only one who can tease darling, now let me at least save this email before I have my way with you.”